Ginny bent down and ran her tongue up and down the bulge, tasting the juice on Hermoine's underwear. Ginny let go of Hermoine's labia, allowing her t... relax. With her teeth, Ginny grabbed the upper portion of Hermoine's panties and pulled them down to her thigh. Hermoine's pussy matched in color with the rest of her body. Her shaved crotch beautifully connected her slender legs with her perfectly toned abs. The pinnacle of her crotch, her pussy, stood like a trophy awaiting its rightful. Meri murad ek din puri huyee jab mere ghar meri ek door ki bahen aayi jiske pati ne unhe 1 saal pahle hi chor diya tha wo ab apne mayke me hi rahti thi, unki height 5ft 2 inch hogi rang gora aur badan patla tha. Jab wo mere ghar aayi tab mai ghar me akela tha mere ghar me koi nahi tha sabhi mere nani ke ghar gaye huye the, maine unhe andar aane ko kaha us samay sham ho gayi thi aur halka andhera bhi ho gaya tha. Jab unhone baki sadasyo ke bare me pucha tab maine jhuth bol diya ki wo log thori. "The next thing is the most important. Oxytocin. This naturally occurring chemical has a tremendous effect on the female body, and gets girls excited. The good news is that massaging a woman's breasts produces it. The more you fondle them, the more oxytocin is produced, and that pays off down the road for everyone."All right, now comes the fun part of the discussion, the 'hands-on' part. Guys, you're going to fondle the breasts in front of you, and girls, you're going to tell him what feels. She starting gagging or maybe it was gurgling; at least I knew she didn't know how to handle the invasion to her throat. Her hands clutched my upper legs instinctively in an attempt to push me away and stop the intrusion into her throat. I couldn't blame her; in fact I expected it since she'd never done this before. "No, no," I reprimanded. "Don't push me away. You can do it. Relax and let it slide down." She amazed me because she listened to what I said. Her resistance stopped and she let me.